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(She has Cherry Pink Colored Eyes)
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Dorothy barely made it ten paces away before gravity decided it didn't want anything to do with her anymore. The girl flailed about in mid-air in a panic until she realized that the big scary white dragon had somehow disappeared. 

"Huh?" Dorothy looked around and realized that she was floating upside down, her earlier action putting her in such a weird position. Ironically enough, it was what finally gave her a sense of clarity. 

"Fascinating..." She reached out to the ground above her in wonder. Dorothy had seen magic before but none that had an effect quite like this. Despite being upside down, she didn't feel her blood rushing to her head nor any kind of discomfort, quite the opposite in fact. It was almost like she was nestled in a cradle. The thought made her drowsy but the surrounding noises shook her off her reverie. 

For the first time since her arrival, Dorothy finally took a good look around her. She was still invertedly aloft but for a genius like her, that was barely a bother. 

There was... a colorful assembly of people gathered together. There was... a gentleman embracing some sort of dark slime-like lady in a dress. A swordswoman in weird clothes, an intoxicated albino, a horned-woman that looked disturbingly draconian, the last two stroking her nerves a bit, and finally, a thug surrounded in light fog. 

"You there! Where are we? What is going on?" She pointed at the thug with her other hand on her waist. Noblesse Oblige demanded she acted accordingly to her aristocratic stature regardless of her physical one.

[@TheFake]